So instead of just KNOCKING ON THE DOOR, Charlie text-messages her, for crying out loud, saying Peter wants to give it a try. Looking skeptical, she walks out the door, and passes Peter. "We lose him, we lose time. We lose everything," she says. Thanks for the pep talk, Olivia, but I didn't see YOU getting anywhere with him.

Peter walks in, carrying a couple of Styrofoam cups. "Look, you're a tough guy, I'm a tough guy..." he starts, because I think maybe his plan is to disable Eastwick with uncontrollable LAUGHTER. Anyway, he just wants Eastwick to show him his hands. Eastwick doesn't respond, so Peter says, "Let me see if any of this rings a bell for you. You've been shaking uncontrollably, you vomited at least twice in the last ten hours, and this morning you found hair on your pillow because it's starting to fall out." This strikes a chord with Eastwick, who asks, "What's wrong with me?" Senior year at university? Oh, no, that was ME.

Peter tells him he's got radiation poisoning, but right now he's in the "walking ghost" phase. "Which I suggest you enjoy 'cause it's a hell of a lot better than the intestinal bleeding, delirium and coma phase you're gonna hit in a couple of days. You violated the laws of physics, Mr. Eastwick, and Mother Nature's a bitch." Eastwick puts his shaking hands on the table. "Are you a doctor?" Peter says first he needs to know what he was hired to steal. Psst! Eastwick! That means, "No, I'm not a doctor but I don't want you to know that." Eastwick says the guy, who didn't tell them his name, didn't tell them what they were stealing. "We were freelance, hired out. He equipped us, trained us. I can tell you the names of the others, but it doesn't matter anyway. He's got everything he needs now." To do what, asks Peter, and Eastwick asks if Peter's going to help him. "What I'm gonna do is I'm gonna go on the other side of that glass and I'm gonna watch you bleed out, unless you tell me everything I need to know!" Eastwick says all he knows is that he overheard a phone conversation, and the guy's going to a field in Westford. He doesn't know what field, and then he pleads for some medicine or a specialist, but Peter ignores him and walks out, looking at Olivia through the glass, all, "How you like me now?"